Draco Malfoy's Not so Secret

chapter 2- party time🥳

word count: 475
A/N: hey so all of these will start with this. you don't have to read it, but it might have a warning or something. or appreciation idk. anyways, this is fluffy. i think. so. yeah. enjoy. if you want smut, i started another work so check that out.

chapter 2- party time:

   *third person*
   You and Pansy got ready in stunning dresses, hair, and makeup. You became quite close while getting ready. You wait a little bit and head down to the common room to set stuff up. You set up food, drinks, lights, etc. As everyone arrives, you see Draco and Blaise walk in. Pansy knows you hate parties, so she stays with you instead of going with her boyfriend Blaise.
   "No Pansy it's okay he's my friend let's both go!"
   "Alright cool. I'll try getting you Draco haha."
   You walk over and Blaise gives you and Pansy hugs. Draco seems like his eyes are fixed on you. You wont let anything too crazy happen. You do have morals after all. Also, you're not looking to do anything like that before you're in a relationship. After a few drinks, meaning you're pretty tipsy, but can still control yourself just fine, someone yells.
   "Let's play truth or dare!"
   A few rounds go by. Pansy's turn.
   "Alright Y/N. Truth or dare."
   "Um.. dare."
   Pansy laughs to herself quietly. She looks at Draco.
   "I dare you to stay the night in Draco's room tonight. I mean you don't have to DO anything. Unless you wan-"
   "Pansy I don't." you laugh "Alright fine I will."
   Draco already seemed to know this was her dare, because he didn't protest like he usually would. Maybe he did have something for you. Did you have something for him? Maybe. Just maybe.
   You stay as sober as possible for the rest of night, making sure you wouldn't do anything you regret tonight. You even drank some water to be a little less tipsy. Draco approaches you as the night is about to end.
   *first person*
   "Malfoy I'll go up later just let me grab clothes." I said calmly.
   "No need." he replied, pulling me to his room.
   When we got there he looked at me, saw my nervous expression and said,
   "Don't worry. I won't do anything if you don't want me to."
   You thank him, feeling a bit better, and he throws you his quidditch jersey. It went almost to your knees, so you didn't need to put pants on. It was longer than your dress that night anyways. (BAHAHAHA SJDJAKDJA)
   You lay down next to him and talk for what seems like hours. You're both sitting up by now. You look into his eyes, then at his lips, then back up to his eyes. You lean in and kiss him.
   "Goodnight Draco."
   "Goodnight Y/N."